May I have this rant? I think, YES!

I will normally make an attempt to avoid sounding like I know everything about everything ,and that people have to do exactly what I say, but at sometimes, I honestly think that I'm right and you're wrong; that simple! Which know leads me to say.......

Why do people always have to do things that bug the crap out of me! Why? Why? Why!

  Yes, I know what I sound like, I sound like some psychotic chick on a rampage. Which is kind of sort of what I am at this moment, but not exactly (sorry if I'm losing you). I am simply annoyed that people think so highly of themselves, and think that everyone else is below their rank. It's just that I don't get it, what is with people! Ugh, deep breaths and I will continue calmly.

 Okay, I'm ready now.

  So, you may be asking yourself "Why in the world is this seemingly normally, relatively calm girl having a spaz attack about all this stuff?" Well I will now proceed by telling you the chain of events that lead to my "psychotic break"; so nicely titled by my friends.

  It all started on Tuesday, I was sitting there in my geography class when a bunch of pages flew straight into my face. It didn't bother me much, because I'm now used to it; me having to sit in the front row of the class with a semi-wacky teacher who an occasion squirts me with water, when I don't answer his questions or when he thinks I'm tired. I was okay through the rest of the day until my last class rolled around.

 Let's just say that I don't like certain people in that class that I really don’t like, but I try my hardest to be nice to these people no matter how much I despise them. For now they will be left anonymous. So, these people really just don't know when to shut it! Come on people we go to school to learn. Not so I can hear about who's going out with whom, and what all the cool kids are doing! I was kind of frustrated with them, but still just went on trying to ignore them; just as I’ve done for almost all my life.

 On Wednesday I was just plain old tired. I enjoyed my math class; I happen to love math (no I mean it, no sarcasm intended)! Then, I was off on a field trip; mini golf, oh the joys! I'm not the best golfer, by saying that I mean; I suck! Not a single hole in one, I actually ended up having the lowest score in the class, but, I really didn't care. I'm the kind of person who just blows it off, and laughs about it later. Others, you might say cared a lot more about it than I did.

 Someone even went as far as to clog a Tiki thing so you couldn't lose on that round. Then our teacher got all mad and threatened us with a whole period of warm-ups, unless someone confessed to having done it. I don't really think anyone confessed to it, but we were saved by having a sub the next day. But, that is a tale that will be saved for a later day. Next came terrible Thursday (sorry I don't mean for this to sound like that Rebecca Black song, where I teach you the days of the week, this is simply meant to help you follow the chain of events.)

 The day started off just fine I even forgot about what had happened earlier that week, I had all my homework done, and had gotten a good night sleep. I was just so ready to take charge of the day. When yet again, came my last class period; filled with the same annoying people with the same disrespect for the teacher, and the same annoying stories that I’d already heard hundreds of times before. That was when I finally snapped. “WILL YOU JUST SHUT IT ALREADY? SHE'S TRYING TO TEACH US SOMETHING HERE!" Which is when everyone stopped laughing... You'd think I won this disagreement, but I didn't.

 Instead of feeling all triumphant inside, and everyone doing as I said, they started to laugh. Again. Yes, they laughed and they laughed. At the end of my class I had successfully earned the nickname “Mother", because when I yell at them I sound like a mom. Yes, everyone took a laugh at my expense, and I felt like crap. So now I am no longer (insert my name here), I am now and forever “Mother".

 Well, I'd like to write more, but this rant is already a lot longer than I had originally planned .So until next time,

 Drop of water.